All Chapters of From my Bully to CEO: Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

PastGrayson's POV:Her hand reached for mine on the carpet and I felt everything within me seize up at the touch. I wanted to disappear.Instead, I forced myself to meet her gaze. She offered me a smile. A small, brave thing that broke my heart in pieces.“Community college isn’t that bad, Grams,” she said. She was talking to her grandmother but her eyes stayed firmly on me. “Plenty of people start there. I’ll be fine.”Everything within me caved.I looked at her—this brilliant, relentless woman who deserved every door flung open at her feet—and all I could see was how much she was losing because of me. Because I wasn’t strong enough, fast enough, powerful enough to stop him.I had tried. God, I had tried.I called the admissions offices myself. Sat in meetings with deans who smiled politely and gave me nothing. I traced donation records, chased rumors, searched for leverage. I’d poured money where I could, tried to find the threads my father was pulling—favors owed, secrets buried.

PRESENTSELENE’S POV:The knock startled me.I put down the book I was trying to read–still stuck on the same line for the last fifteen minutes as I opened the door of the guest room.Corey stood there, in a loose white tee shirt and worn out pants. My gaze lingered on the bandage on his lower lip and my stomach churned.“Hi,” I said, surprised to see him here. “You’re not going to work?”“No,” he replied. “I thought I would stay back today.”I nodded, my throat too tight. “Okay.”“Can we talk?” he asked suddenly and my stomach dropped. I was dreading this moment.I nodded anyways, walking into the living room.I sat down on the L-shaped couch with him on the opposite side.I folded my hands in my lap, bracing myself. I knew this conversation was coming. We both pretended yesterday never happened but it wasn’t something that could be ignored for long.Corey was the one who spoke first.“I know you lied,” he said calmly.He could've been talking about any of the million lies I told hi

PRESENTSELENE’S POV:I slid the brown envelope across the table toward Corey and waited.It took him less than a minute to understand.“Judging from your expression,” he said lightly, leaning back against the sofa as if nothing about this actually scared him, “Grayson Vexley finally uncovered the truth and didn’t hesitate to pass it on to you. Am I correct?”“Grayson Vexley is hardly the topic of this conversation,” I said calmly.I found the envelope this morning, outside the hotel room Maya and I were staying at and even though neither of us ever told Grayson where we were staying, he somehow found out.Only my name was written on the front, but I recognized the handwriting instantly. The same elegant, cursive from back in school, the kind of perfect you would expect from somelike Grayson Vexley.And inside was the truth was Corey Allister, the man who told me—not two days before—he liked me.“Then what is the topic of this conversation, Miss Hale?” He asked.Back to formalities, i

GRAYSON’S POV:I woke up before Selene. I usually did.There was rarely anything she loved more than her sleep.The curtains had shifted sometime during the night, allowing a narrow ribbon of golden sunlight to slip through the gap. It spilled across her face, catching on her lashes and the gentle curve of her cheek. For a moment, I just watched her.Then I carefully slid out of bed, moving towards the window. She stirred instantly. A groan escaped her lips as she blindly reached for me.“Don’t, Vexley,” she grumbled, eyes still closed.“I’m just pulling back the curtains,” I said quietly, even as I slid back into bed.“Don’t,” she repeated. Instead, she threw her leg over my torso and burrowed her face in my chest.I smiled to myself and pressed a kiss to her temple, brushing a strand of hair away from her eyes.“Is she here?” She asked, voice muffled against my chest.“Is who here?”I could practically feel her rolling her eyes. My smile widened.“The baby, Vexley,” she muttered. “